Fred Astaire - Poor Mister Chisholm lyrics

Poor Mr. Chisholm Played on the mandolin But he couldn't win Cause he tried to swing And he broke a string every time Poor Mr. Chisholm Just couldn't dig the jive When he did arrive at the proper note He arrived by boat every time He tried to jazz up his mandolin But never could quite control it He always brought Bach and Handel in When it took a lick, he always broke a pick Poor Mr. Chisholm You're quite a gay old blade With your serenade, but you're corny, Jack Better truck on back to Dubuque Get a Uke- You disgrace your kin On the mandolin every time